When Mo Wen heard this name, his face did not move, but in his heart, he secretly wrinkled his eyebrows.
China is now in addition to the north, south and the city of the three obvious forces in addition to two hidden forces, one is known as the desire alliance, located in addition to the desire of the alliance of people no one can find the organisation of the city of sin, there is also a no man's land of the white angel base.
No Man's Land is located in the area in the middle of Junction City and the Land of the Dead, this area is surrounded by exotic plants all over the place, neither connecting to the northern and southern forces nor reaching Junction City and the Land of the Dead, so it can be said that it is a place that is completely cut off from the rest of the world.
In the end of the year almost all people think that no one exists in that area, so it is named No Man's Land.
Until the White Envoy Base was exposed in the eyes of the world due to coincidence, they realised that there was a hidden force inside the No Man's Land.
People know very little about the White Angel Base, except that the leader is called 'Joker', and the remaining four senior cadres are called 'K of Hearts', 'K of Clubs', 'K of Diamonds', 'K of Diamonds', and 'K of Diamonds'. The other four senior cadres were known as the 'K of Hearts', 'K of Clubs', 'K of Diamonds' and 'K of Spades'.
Now that the K of Spades had been found in this place of death, it had to be said that this was really a surprise.
'I do admire him.' The other black shadow seemed to sigh, 'He even managed to escape from here, I really underestimated him before.'
The black shadow that spoke earlier was called Lu Ren Bing, he had a deep bone-deep wound at the corner of his forehead and a sinister look on his face, 'Thinking about the way that boy ingratiated himself with us before, now it seems that he actually had a premeditated plan.'
The other black shadow shook his head, picked up his gun and quietly walked out, 'Really can not understand, can work under the adults ... such an honourable thing why he still want to escape.'
'Brain sick.' Lu Ren Bing coldly grunted.
'In your eyes we all have a sick brain, okay, don't forget the mission.'
'Of course I won't forget the mission.' Lu Ren Bing stuck his gun to avoid the sight of a zombie and narrowed his eyes dangerously, 'Yun Fan, what do you think the person who took care of all those zombies this morning is?'
'To be able to finish off all the zombies that we used to cover our ears, I don't think it would be one person.' Yun Fan was equally vigilant in avoiding the sight of a few zombies, and with his back pressed against the wall in front of the entrance to the entrapment pushed open the window of a house on the ground floor, and burrowed in with two clicks.
'It's possible.'
Lu Ren Bing nodded his head, just when he was about to lift his foot to follow behind Yun Fan a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, a dagger directly separated half of his throat.
His head fell backward with weightlessness, and at the end of his consciousness he only saw a bony hand, not even knowing who the person who killed him was.
Mo Wen noiselessly rolled over and crossed into the room, playing with the dagger in his hand with a smirk. Yun Fan hadn't noticed the abnormality yet continued, 'Anyway, we are going to find these people who came out of nowhere this time, no matter what this place can't be exposed.'
Behind him no one replied for half a day, only then did Yun Fan notice something was wrong, however before he could turn around he only felt a tightening of his collar, a heavenly spinning he only knew that his entire being was thrown heavily to the ground, he couldn't even resist in time.
'What a coincidence.' The sharp edge of the dagger was tightly pressed against Yun Fan's neck, Mo Wen crouched down on the side of Yun Fan's face and laughed, 'I'm the person you're looking for.'
Yun Fan's eyes instantly widened as he gulped, a sharp stinging pain coming violently between the rolls of his throat.
'Don't move.' Mo Wen looked at the few drops of blood oozing out from under the dagger and laughed very gently, 'The neck will break.'
Chilled by Mo Wen's smile, Yun Fan forced himself to calm down over and over again in his mind, and only after a long time did he hoarsely say, 'Killing me will do you no good.'
Without saying any unnecessary nonsense, Yun Fan was saving his life as soon as he opened his mouth.
For this kind of person with a strong desire to survive Mo Wen was always very interested, his ink-coloured pupils gradually dilated open, the blackness was very oozing, 'Tell me how there is no benefit.'
From Mo Wen's flat voice inside Yun Fan could not hear anything, he was a little flustered, but still gritted his teeth and hardened his head, 'Hit the dog but also look at the master, my leader, is the cadre inside the white messenger spade K.'
'Really, so scary.' Mo Wen seemed to laugh, but there was not the slightest laughter in his tone, 'Well ... to be honest, what is the K of Spades.'
Hearing the undisguised contempt in Mo Wen's tone, Yun Fan only felt that his back was drenched in a layer of cold sweat, and he stared at the warm and gentle man in front of him in horror, secretly suspecting his identity in his heart.
There were only a handful of people in the world nowadays who could speak of the K of Spades in such a tone.
'Tell me, what do you do here.' Mo Wen didn't bother to get sloppy with Yun Fan, he directly raised his dagger and sliced off Yun Fan's hand that was secretly holding the gun, then pressed it against his throat again.
'Eh ...' The pain coming from his wrist made Yun Fan bite his teeth, he had now fully seen that the man in front of him was not a nice person to be around at all.
But he was even more clear that as long as he divulged the secret of this place, this man in front of him would not kill him, and the K of Spades would definitely not let him die well. Desperately prepared for death in his heart, Yun Fan's entire person had the aura of a dead pig, 'I'm sorry ah, this is a secret, I won't say anything even if you kill me.'
Seeing Yun Fan staring firmly at himself, without changing his face, Mo Wen stretched out his hand to cover the left half of his face, and his thumb with thin calluses hung somewhat heavily over the bridge of Yun Fan's nose.
'Making you talk doesn't have to kill you.'
He sighed in a low voice, and in the next second Yun Fan felt a sharp pain in his left eye, and the pain caused his brain to be deprived of oxygen, nearly fainting. His throat was blocked by an unknown foreign object, he just couldn't make a sound even if he wanted to scream.
The taste of blood filled his throat, Yun Fan retched and dry-heaved, but he still wasn't sure what was blocking his mouth, only tasting a mouthful of blood.
After crushing Yun Fan's left eyeball, Mo Wen stained his thumb with blood and brushed Yun Fan's right eye.
Yun Fan shivered in pain, he closed his right eye tightly not daring to open it, but his ears became more and more sensitive.
'What do you say, how about I cut off all these ears, eyes and tongue of yours and feed them to the zombies, if it's not enough you still have your fingers, toes, skin and internal organs.' The gentle voice sounded pleasant to the ear, but the content was frightening to the point of despair, 'I'll take them one by one in order, and make sure you still have a heart to beat at the end of the day.'
'Oooh ...' Yun Fan, who was blocking his throat, was first stunned, and then he was directly scared and cried, really scared and cried, that burst of bone chilling coldness made him just feel like dying for a second time.
The foreign object in his mouth was taken out, before he could open his mouth to pray he heard Mo Wen's voice again, 'The taste of your own hand, how is it?'
Was it his hand that had just gagged him?
'I'll say, I'll say everything!' Yun Fan trembled his teeth and said, at this time let him explain the eighteen generations of his ancestors he would say it all.